Buffalo Wind

A ghostly glimpse on the edge of town

Flowing like a blackfoot gown

Through the wheels of the naked trees

Beginning of a swift young breeze

Sweet sweet Buffalo wind

Takes me back to you once again

Oh, how it made me feel

The whispers of that harvest chill

The mysteries travel through

All they want is to dance with you

Flowing like whiskey under an ancient jeweled moon

Darkness and evil are coming too soon

Great mountains of lead on horizon 

Shaped unruly like horns of the bison

Gusts of illusion will draw you in close

They know what your soul yearns for the most

Sweet sweet Buffalo wind

Calling you back again and again

Persuasions of riches and hearts full of gold

It will seduce you to do what you're told

Reviews

[iNSOMniAC]

"Flowing like whiskey under an ancient jeweled moon"

I really loved this poem! The metaphors were dazzling.

[Jqjohnson]

This is my baby, my first song

[iNSOMniAC]

*Le gasp*
Your first song? This is perfect! I can't wait to see what it would sound like with music.